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Wednesday, October 17

HOW SŴN IS NOW...

Apologies for The Smiths reference. It's 3am. And it's probably been used a hundred times before. But before we disappear into a diversion on exactly how much of a bequiffed cock Morrissey is, it'd be better to get the lowdown on our night at the Huw Stephens-curated Sŵn festival, just a few short weeks away. It's the next Lesson No.1 night, the lastest in our series of 'Lesson No.1 presents DJ Scotch Egg' and, here, the second of possibly, ooh, two pictorial journeys to celebrate Monsieur Egg playing Cardiff.

Mr Shige 'DJ Scotch Egg' Ishihara should be known to all with eyes and ears in the UK, and possibly a few without. In between bringing increasingly chaotic Nintendo Game Boy-catalysed merry hell to venues across the world, Scotch Egg has released records on the ever-great Adaadat and also has a long-promised finally forthcoming album on Load, home, of course, to Lightning Bolt. He also dons a nice line in hats...

Though every Lesson No.1 show with Scotch Egg has, thus far, been a solo enterprise, he also ropes in a bunch of sticks-wielding buddies for Drumize, AKA the Scotch Egg band. So don't blame us if he turns up with so many people nobody else can fit in the venue. Or if he plays this...

Or throws these (even if most people erroneously assume he does so at every gig)...

In considerable support are Scotch Egg's angular Brighton-ish punk-rocking pals Charlottefield (the eagle-eyed among you will have spotted their drummer, Ash, spinning fine slabs of vinyl at our Lightning Bolt show last year; Charlottefield tunes right about here) and Cardiff's very own answer to the question 'Why hasn't this been done before?, Gindrinker (songs, yo).

The fun should start from around 8pm, but there's an early curfew so get there sharpish, okay? Tickets for the whole festival are on sale now from Sebon but if you want to pay on the door it will cost you a princely fiver.